Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter

"... ahhh. After all, Van, neither you nor Drussen could use it."

Couscous, and a laugh leaked.

"You didn't expect that from me, did you? Are you lucky if you succeed?"

To Divan's words, I nodded.

"Right. This is just harassment.... her, huh?"

The plan is going well.

In the meantime, free time.

It was so much fun to imagine her panicking.

"He's horrible. Some houses didn't demote to your games, and there was a change of director in our house."

"Oh, I'm kind. Because those people were whispered about their involvement with the Pope in the first place. Sooner or later this would have happened. Before I do that, I just gave you a chance to regenerate your last death.... but it doesn't hurt or itch because where I failed, I was originally truncated from a faction like Ellia."

To my words, now Divan laughed grandly.

"Too bad about you, Van and Dorsen. I thought you'd enjoy it a little more... after all, you can't have a baby"

The truth is, Van, I had a much nicer flower path for you.

I watched that woman's hand more sharply than I thought, and I had to give up.

That's what I regret, and it was this time that I gave back my interest.

"Oh, tough. Exactly, like your mother..."

How many times do I have to tell you not to talk about your mother?

"... this is, excuse me. But I think you should be thankful. Because you've grown so far thanks to her presence."

"Heh heh... oh, my God, that. A new joke?"

"No, it's an extremely honest feeling. There's a teacher on the other hand, and you're the one now."

To Divan's words, I thought a little.

Sure, your mother was a good teacher.... as a teacher on the other hand.